It’s weird sometimes.

I sometimes feel like this twenty-something cosmopolitan guy with a sweet girlfriend and a taste for crazy board games, sci-fi movies, and submarine novels. Life is fun.

But I’m also nearing forty, married, a father of a two-year-old, with an old car and a mortgage on a suburban flat, a boring bank employee maintaining IT systems. I’m fine with that too, I like my life.

Why this duality? What does that mean?

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